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– And the shadows shall dance for you, @michikoxhamada!

“I didn’t do it.” She blurted out, hiding the stick behind her back. Michiko looked over to Baymax and pointed to him. “He did it! Baymax did it.” She quickly put the blame on the white robot, who just looked at her then looked back at the other. “He really did. He poked you with the stick. I just had to take it away before he popped himself or something.” She nodded her head, tossing the stick in a random direction.

Rubbing the spot that was poked, Byunghun turns around fully to face the female and her....-- What the hell!? Byunghun’s eyes widen as he looks up at the giant white thing. Baymax? Was that the thing’s name? It seems like it, considering the context, and Byunghun can’t tear his eyes away from the robot. When it moves, he finds himself flinching.  “Holy fucking shit, you’re adorable.--”

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– And the shadows shall dance for you, @agstchld!

“…Both” Yoongi answered bluntly.” Both. I’m doing both.” he pressed his lips together.” You’re interrupting that.” He looked past the male at the ceiling before sitting up.

” Did you need something.” he pressed his lips together. “Or did you just want to ruin my  performance.”

Byunghun makes a show of tapping on his lips in thought, a low hum sounding as he does. It’s a moment later that a wide grin stretches over his teeth. “Oh, right! I remember now.” The young prince uncaps the cold bottle of water in his hand before he tips it over to land right on the rapper. “Wake up, wake up. You have a meeting and I’m,” he drawls out as the rest of the water leaves the bottle before tossing it to the side and running out of the room, “out of here!”

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– And the shadows shall dance for you, @wolfxhan! 

Confused eyes looked down upon the … very odd and small creature. Honestly Lu Han had no idea what it was and he was very confused as to why he was presented with it. Did Byunghun think because he was a werewolf who hunted and ate animals Lu Han was going to want to eat this.. tiny thing? “Where do you even find this sort of thing?” He questioned while his face clearly showed all of his confusion and slight apprehension.

Byunghun isn’t surprised that the Wolf doesn’t recognize the creature. Especially not when it’s from a world outside the Sun’s galaxy. The small creature isn’t one from his planet -- those beings not being able to survive outside of Zvthynvyia -- but it’s from a planet near his. It’s small in side, a little bigger than a hand, and is relatively soft. It has muted orange fur and has similarities to a Lemur and Sloth. A bushy, long tail with rings with long, strong arms and claws for better grip; the hind legs are shorter than the arms but still long enough to be able to grip to trees and perch anywhere with ease, and its face is similar to a Lemur’s rather than a Sloth’s.

“It doesn’t matter! These things don’t have names so give it one. It’s a pet! For you! It has the ability to cloak things so if you wanted to stretch your little paws, you can without worry! Just have this cute sit on your head or back and ask for a favour! It eats bugs, too, so you don’t have to worry about annoying pests in the area.-- If you don’t want her, I’ll take her back. But I think she likes you...”

[blyoeu]

– And the shadows shall dance for you, @myeontos!

“Well…” Junmyeon adjusted the bridge of his glasses as he thought about it for a moment. It was getting hard to make out the other’s features in the darkness of the skatepark they had met in. It was peculiar as even though all the streetlights around them were on, the glow that was supposed to be there from the reflection off the others face was strangely absent. Junmyeon had to squint his eyes ever so slightly to be able to make out the other’s features well enough. It was almost like the man absorbed darkness but that was absurd of course. “In English, you’d have to have a strong voice and look them in the eyes when you say ‘Don’t touch me’ or ‘Leave me alone’. Foreign cultures are not the same as ours and they want you to be more upfront with what you want. Did that help?” 

Byunghun knows English fluently but he still struggles with differentiating the tones and sounds, the enunciation and pronunciation. Not to mention his Zvthynvyian accent is thick despite being able to mostly hide when he’s speaking Korean. It’s more obvious in languages like English, where both his Korean and Zvthynvyian accents mesh together and makes it harder for people to understand him-- unless he talks slow and puts effort into fixing his accent. But who has time for that? He certainly doesn’t.

The other male’s advice is helpful to the Prince but he still is having troubles. And he voices as much while he rubs his dark fingertips against the top of the skateboard on his lap, the grip tape scratching at his skin. “It does but at the same time.-- How can I do that without people becoming aggressive with me?”

[blyoeu]

– And the shadows shall dance for you, @southththnam!

“Right?” Taehyun pinches the bridge of his nose, frustrated that the dj had decided to play yet another love track. When he decided to visit the bar that night, he didn’t think he would be walking in to a “singles” night party but hey at least there was some eye candy to admire while he endured the annoying music.

Byunghun leans against the wall with a frown, listening to the sad love song and finding himself absolutely annoyed with it. His love life is already a mess, he doesn’t need constant reminders about it! So with a groan, he shoves his face into his hands and contemplates murder out loud. “Should we kill the jockey and claim it was an accident and that sad love songs are what killed him? Died from heart ache? Seriously! Why do we have to listen to this shit at a club? Why can’t he at least play the upbeat sad love songs?”

[blyoeu]

-- And the shadows shall dance for you, @zefylus!

“This?” Zeph lifted the smoothie he was drinking, a popular snack that consisted of a mixture of fruit and dairy and high amounts of sugar (even though his lacked the sugar as he feared his body could not digest such great amounts just yet). “Dunno. Probably healthy. Want a taste?”

It is a simple question met with a simple answer but Byunghun still isn’t sure. His eyes glance between the other’s face and the drink before scrunching up his face. “Is it sweet,” he asks after a moment of thought. Though he can consume just about anything Byunghun still has his preferences. And his top preference is sweet.

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-- And the shadows shall dance for you, @yienetic!

█ ▌「 ӎ ☄ 」 “ Uhm… We DEFINITELY  go this way ! … I think— “            The slight hesitation in his voice indicates the truth behind the male’s             statement, not as obvious unless the person truly knew Mark’s way             of speaking. He tended to sound  a w k w a r d  if he was uncomfortable             but in this case, he was trying to cover up the fact he truly wasn’t sure             of the  WHEREABOUTS  of their destination. “ It’s somewhere over there,             I’m sure I passed by one time when we were driving to schedules. “

Disbelief colours his features as he, once again, scowls at the idol due to their current situation. This is what he gets for blindly following someone around when he has a bad feeling about the whole thing. And this proves that he really should start listening to his instinct instead of allowing curiosity to override it. “You’re sure,” he asks with the same amount of disbelief that is shown on his face, “Because we’ve passed this same street four times already.”